Poem by Amy Levy

In September

The sky is silver-grey; the long
Slow waves caress the shore.--
On such a day as this I have been glad,
Who shall be glad no more.

1. On the Wye in May
2. On the Threshold
3. To E.
4. Ralph to Mary
5. The Old Poet

Edward Dowden In September ("SPRING scarce had greener fields to show than these")

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